My wrist is still sore, and I tire easily, but I’m happy to say that I’m better every day.

On Saturday, I was zonked. I made a quick dash to the grocery store–what beautiful, colorful, bountiful places supermarkets are!–and wrote for a few hours before giving up and vegging. Yesterday, I put in a long stint at the computer.

The weather is overcast today, and that’s fine with me. I’m ready for a break from the heat, and so are my horses–not to mention their wrangler, Larry. Tomorrow, we’re getting rain–and I’m happy to hear it.

A song has been running through my head for a few days now–Tom T. Hall’s “Old Dogs and Children, and Watermelon Wine”. I’ve never had watermelon wine, but I’m super fond of old dogs and children.